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Fringe Review: The Boy Who Stole the Sun

From the moment the violinist took the stage, I knew I was in for a treat. The Boy Who Stole the Sun chronicles the exploits of a prepubescent young man beginning to find his footing in the world. In Frank Capra’s celebrated masterpiece It's a Wonderful Life, Jimmy Stewart charmed his lady friend by saying he’d lasso the moon and give it to her. The protagonist of this living storybook trumps Stewart’s famous flirtation. He actually managed to steal the Sun from the Heavens. He achieved said feat by besting the Sun in combat, or rather an Eric Claptonesque personification of the Sun. Not bad for an 11-year-old.

The ramifications of his foolish deed bring turmoil to those close to him and he begins to digest a serious lesson about causality. His guilt is exacerbated after being visited by the Sun’s lover, the Moon, during his slumber. The dreams, albeit tumultuous for the protagonist, enhance the sense of for the rest of us.

Wonderment is bountiful in this summertime show, largely due to the set pieces and a skilled band of musicians. There was a standing ovation by a full house after the opening performance. Be sure to make this show a priority on your must-see list.